The moment she fell, her soft lips seemed to touch the man's cheek.
The next second, amid her gasp, An Yin fell steadily into Bao Shaojin's arms. Her delicate frame was securely sitting on the man's lap, with her hands wrapped around his neck.
Assistant Lin outside the car, "..." He quickly stepped back a few steps, turned his back, and looked up at the sky!
As a bystander, his heart was pounding even more than those involved!
The two people in the car were very close, their body fragrances mingling, breathing in each other's scent.
An Yin was stunned, her pupils wide open, completely bewildered, forgetting to leave the man's embrace.
In contrast, Bao Shaojin, with the warmth of a soft jade in his arms, wore a particularly subtle expression, seemingly suppressing something, his dark and cold eyes filled with a near pathological obsession. His strong hands rested on her soft waist, applying slight pressure.
"Ah..."
